When Quinn and I arrived, volunteer Alyana was already there, and I had delayed a few meetings because of other commitments that ran long in Nairobi. I think my tardiness was mostly immediately forgiven, though (thank you for your patience, Scola!). Quinn was perturbed that our arrival coincided with the very last few minutes of the children's lunch break... but she and Alyana found ways to busy themselves until we were able to arrange the presentation of the new textbooks to the teachers and students at the Primary School.
Speeches were made (administrators and teachers), songs were sung (students), tears were shed (me). And then, chai was drunk and Quinn's favorite food was discovered (butter sandwich):
After school, Gilbert led a Cura United football practice, and Quinn continued to hone her jump_roping skills, but eventually I got around to handing out the new uniforms to the housemothers. I was serious when I told them that the new uniforms were just a small thing compared to the work they do every day to improve the lives of the 50 children in their care... but they sang and danced about the new duds, anyway. These women are hard-working, awe-inspiring and downright hilarious -- not to mention looking sharp in their new clothes:
The children got new clothes (tshirts), too, tonight -- a donation from a project management class at Utah State University. The Aggies for Cura shirts were a big hit!
And Quinn brought the final treat of the evening: apples! We hit up the market in the morning, and negotiated the best deal we could without taking food out of the mouths of the fruit vendor's own children...
Oh! and William and I agreed that the paint samples for the secondary school were just right...
What more could a girl ask for?? (Answer: the car not dying in the middle of Uhuru Highway on the way home. Still: great day)
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